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The Valley was at peace.

The vigil towers on the edges of the Valley of Peace kept a careful watch in the case of the coming of any army. Not that any army was actually on sight, that is. Miles around, not a single group big enough to be consider an army could be seen and, even if it was, the vigil would sound the alarm before they came even three miles within any of the access passages, all of which were the kind that only allowed the passage of a limited number of individuals at a time, from the trails between the mountains to the precarious bridges.

Smaller groups could pass, of course.

Bandits were a common trouble on the land. However, the Valley didn't worried about it, for it, like many other provinces of China, counted with masters of the martial arts living there to fend off those and other threats, making sure that the land would remain in peace and undisturbed.

The noble and legendary Master Shifu, student of Oogway himself.

The Furious Five, trained by Shifu to be this generation's defenders of the Valley of Peace, like Shifu had been part of the Furious Five on his own time.

The Dragon Warrior.

Speaking of which...

"Dad, this new soup is great!" Po said, tasting the delicious new soup that his father had just added to the menu of the Dragon Warrior Noodles and Tofu.

"Oh, I'm so glad you like it, Po." Mr. Ping said. The goose continued to serve the costumers of his restaurant, many of them really happy for seeing Po in there. When Po was not busy training or defending the Valley, what was frequent, he would come to make a visit to his goose father's restaurant. That was one of the reasons why the restaurant was so popular. Everyone wanted a chance to see the Dragon Warrior up close and maybe get an autograph or even a chance to eat food by his side. Or even something he cooked himself!

Unfortunately, Po was not there to cook anything. He was there as a costumer and honored guest.

And Mr. Ping's guinea pig for his newest recipe.

As well as the one sitting by his side.

"And, what about you?" Mr. Ping said, turning to look at his son's friend. "What are you opinions on my new soup?"

Many had their eyes on the animal, as he took another calm spoonful of the soup, letting it dance across his tastebuds before swallowing. He then said:

"Well, I'm no soup expert like this corpulent gentleman sitting by my side." The animal said, referring to Po. "But, I have to say that it is really nice. The seasoning certainly is good. But, I have to say you went a little heavy on the salt, but that's just my opinion."

He looked up at the goose.

"Mr. Ping, you certainly has made it again. This is certainly going to be a hit."

Mr. Ping seemed satisfied by hearing this.

"Great!" The goose said, clasping his wings together. "I'll be adding it to the menu tomorrow! And I'll try to go easy on the salt. Thank you so much for the input, boys. Po. Tai Lung."

With this, Mr. Ping returned to serving the tables, leaving the panda and snow leopard sitting on the table. Tai Lung looked at the panda.

"You know, I think I'll never get used to how lively your father is." The feline said, "Especially for his age."

"What, you preferred when he was being hostile and throwing pans at you?" Po asked, and the leopard chuckled.

"Nah, I have enough training as it is without dodging flying cooking utensils."

And he took another spoonful of the soup.

"Seriously, this is great. I definitely see where your cooking skills come from." Tai Lung said, and Po smiled as he took drank his soup all in one go.

Hard to believe that once the snow leopard was trying to murder the panda. Now there he was, sitting by his side and talking to him as if he was a childhood friend.

Po still remembered the violence with which the snow leopard had attacked him, fully intending to pound his bones to dust. He also remembered how he turned the battle around on the last moment, and managed to come out as victorious.

And he finished it with the Wuxi Finger Hold.

When the dust settled, and Tai Lung was nowhere to be seen, Po had panicked.

He thought he had just murdered someone!

He couldn't put to words how relieved he felt when he heard that Ta Lung had been found alive in a crater on a mountain just on the edge of the Valley, seeming that he had been blasted there with great force.

He was bruised. He was bleeding. He had limbs bent in unnatural angles, clearly broken. But he was still breathing and groaning. He was alive.

Po was not a murder.

However, the panda seemed to have been the only one happy for knowing Tai Lung was alive. He had to be the one to prevent someone else from trying to finish the job and killing the snow leopard.

Against everyone's opinion, and under protest from the other residents of the Jade Palace, Po brought Tai Lung in and started to take care of him to help him heal.

The Five had been against it, considering their experience fighting against the snow leopard. However, Shifu, to everyone's surprise, was in favor of Po's decision of nursing Tai Lung back to health.

Maybe he had been touched by the panda's kindness. Maybe he still, deep down, saw Tai Lung as his own child. Whatever the reason, Shifu had decided to give his full support to the panda to care for the wounded criminal and house him on the Jade Palace.

Of course, many questioned this decision. Some of them even went to openly protest, demanding Tai Lung to be executed, or at least send back to Chor Gom to spend the rest of his days in there. However, Po was firm on his decision, and Shifu was on his side.

There was tension on the village for a while, as the Dragon Warrior helped the defeated villain heal from the battle. Everyone expected Tai Lung to challenge Po to another battle as soon as he was feeling slightly better. Or to simply attack him by surprise, like villains usually did. However, it turned out that the villagers were the ones getting surprised.

During his time healing, Tai Lung had a lot of time to think. Most of it was accompanied by the panda's constant talking, as the Dragon Warrior surely seemed like he had a lot to talk about with the snow leopard, especially due to the need to fill in the silence between them, and because he seemed to be completely oblivious to Tai Lung's angry snarl and murderous glares.

Tai Lung reflected so much about his entire life up to that point. On how he spent years preparing himself to have that scroll. A scroll that turned out to be a complete sham.

"There's no secret ingredient." Po said again at him when he brought the subject of the scroll to the panda, and on what point it was. Tai Lung didn't got what was with the food analogism (maybe a panda thing?), but he got that it meant there was no magic involved, and that someone only needed to have faith in oneself.

Still, the snow leopard could not swallow that this was the secret that he fought so hard to achieve. It was deep and emotional, but it was still a letdown to know he wasted practically his whole his life desiring a scroll that did absolutely nothing.

There was also the fact that his ego was even more bruised. Back then, he thought that the panda had only managed to beat him because he received power from the scroll. However, now he knew that the panda actually beat him because he was actually better. That twenty-something panda who had a few weeks crash course could beat someone who spent over twenty years of his life training and studying.

That was just about ridiculous enough as it was, and certainly left Tai Lung's ego as bruised as his body.

As Tai Lung recovered, and reflected on the whole scroll charade, he was able to understand a deeper meaning behind all of this. Po never needed the scroll. He never really needed any magic. He was simply deserving enough.

Unlike Tai Lung.

The snow leopard was not sure at which point of the weeks of bedrest he started reflecting on how worthy the panda was, but he certainly did. The more he reflected on that, the more he saw the qualities of the panda that made him worthy.

He was strong, but gentle. He was fierce, but kind. He was ruthless in battle, but ultimately innocent on his way of facing nearly everything else.

It was like he had all of Tai Lung's strengths and none of his flaws.

That did made the snow leopard feel inferior to him. What, in turn, made Po realize the snow leopard was not feeling well and try harder to help him.

That made Tai Lung look weird at the panda, who was being so nice to someone who had previously literally tried to crush him to death. The snow leopard was confused by how he could be so kind, and he actually started wanting to understand the panda better. To know him.

Perhaps that was why he didn't tried to reach out for his neck and rip his throat off when he fully recovered movement from his dexterous arm.

Tai Lung was glad he didn't. Because, had he done it, he would not have had the chance to make what may have been his first real friend.

What could he do? There was something about that panda that just made Tai Lung enjoy being around him. People often said that pandas were one of those creatures that somehow made everyone they met love them. Of course, Tai Lung could not tell, because Po was the first panda he ever met, but he was sure that he had come to like the black and white buffoon.

Po made Tai Lung rethink all of the decisions he ever did on his life. From going into a rampage twenty years ago to spend the following two decades eating himself up on resentment and greed, to having gone into a second rampage and trying to kill both Shifu and the panda.

Tai Lung knew now why Oogway didn't allowed him to become the Dragon Warrior. If he could act like that the second he was denied something he wanted, how would he have acted if he would have been the Dragon Warrior and had been denied anything else by anyone?

Tai Lung realized that, as Dragon Warrior, he would have been little more than an oppressive tyrant who knew how to throw good punches.

This caused Tai Lung great shame, as he now knew fully that he had dishonored kung fu, the Jade Palace, Shifu, and even himself.

From that shame, came another feeling. A feeling that was feed by the actions of the kind and smiling panda who offered him a hand when no one else would've. Maybe there was not a precise word to the feeling, but it was, as Po himself had put, a "not too late" feeling.

Was that even right? Did that even made sense?

What Tai Lung knew was that he didn't wanted this to be the legacy he would leave behind. This was not how he wanted to be remembered. And that was why he had decided to start again.

To turn over a new leaf.

Of course, turning over a new leaf after you've done the things Tai Lung did can be nearly impossible. Except when you have the Dragon Warrior himself vouching on your favor.

Tai Lung was pretty sure that he would most likely never had been accepted back by the villagers if it wasn't for them seeing him and Po getting so well along, as if they had been friends their entire lives. They all knew Po, many of them had seen him grow up, and they knew how nice the panda was, even if a little irresponsible and goofy at times. Besides, he was the Dragon Warrior now, and he had proven it to everyone in the most spectacular fashion.

With Po's help, the mistrust people had on Tai Lung was slowly decreasing, as the snow leopard started doing his own part on helping defend the Valley from attacks, looters and bandits, and saving some innocents on the process. It took a while, but eventually Tai Lung managed to gain the villagers, and now he was respected as a kung fu master by everyone on the Valley of Peace.

Some of them still looked at him with mistrust, walked away when he crossed the street and shielded their little ones from him as he passed near. As it was possible to see when Po and Tai Lung were both walking back to the Jade Palace. Some of them had the good grace of trying to be subtle, but most who did it basically just turned away from him without caring if he saw it or not. And of course Tai Lung did. He noticed all of them.

Well, he supposed he deserved it after all he pulled on. Perhaps he would never be able to completely recover the trust of the villagers. Just like he would never be able to erase the bad decisions he made.

All he could do now was work better for his future, and try his best to achieve redemption for all that he did.

Sometimes, he questioned if that would even be possible.

The actions of some people certainly gave the impression it wouldn't. Still, with time, more and more people were warming up to him and starting to trust him. Even the Furious Five were slowly warming up to him, and Tai Lung had made almost all of them paralyzed for hours with nerve strikes.

They clearly didn't seemed as hostile to him as they were long ago once he started training with them.

Speaking of training, that was what Tai Lung and Po were doing when they returned to the Jade palace after sampling Mr. Ping's new soup. Shifu made sure to have the two working hard to compensate the little "free time" they had by slipping away to the restaurant, and he was very keen on seeing his two top students doing well. His own words, much to Tai Lung's surprise.

Tai Lung had not practiced in twenty years, but he was still as good as he was when he was first place on Chor Gom. Actually, he was even stronger! Po wondered how that was even possible, and Tai Lung explained to him about "mental combat training", which was basically a form of meditation. You basically created a mental landscape on your head and forced your mind to focus on training, and you did that so deeply that somehow the mind affected the body.

He tried to teach that to Po, but it had soon became clear that anything involving mental focus was a great challenge to the panda.

He was a great learner of nearly anything else, however. Tai Lung had been shocked with Po's ability to perform complex and advanced kung fu techniques nearly flawlessly after having seen the performed only once or twice. It was really something else, and it showed how good the panda actually was.

It certainly made him receptive to Tai Lung's lessons.

Yes, because Tai Lung gave lessons to Po now. To help the panda become the Dragon Warrior he was born to be.

It made sense, didn't it?

After all, Tai Lung may not be the Dragon Warrior, but he was still the guy who mastered all of the kung fu scrolls before turning Twenty. He knew way more in terms of sheer kung fu knowledge than Po did, and he still remembered every single thing he ever read. And Po proved to be an eager and very good student, learning everything Tai Lung had to offer with amazing speed, although he was a bit slow in certain areas, and sometimes it really tested Tai Lung's patience, but he had quickly learned from Shifu how to deal with the panda.

Po actually seemed honored from learning from Tai Lung, proving once more how he truly didn't held any hard feelings from the snow leopard. He was a good student, despite his difficulty to pay attention for too long and his lack of patience. He was certainly eager to learn what Tai Lung had to teach to him.

And Tai Lung was eager to teach the panda all he could. After all, if Tai Lung could not ever be the Dragon Warrior, he could at least be the one who taught the Dragon Warrior. It was a way of living up part of his dream, wasn't it? It certainly seemed fine enough with Tai Lung, as far as everyone could see as he made the panda stand with his tiptoes on the tip of the blades of spears and made him run barefoot over hot coal. All the while maintaining an air of friendly enmity with the big panda, which Po answered with kind smiles and a polite "yes sir" at each lesson Tai Lung gave him.

Even as they trained, and in spite of the huge age gap, it seemed that they were old childhood friends. There was certainly an air of comradery between them that most people would expect to see from two partners who went to war together, instead of a criminal and a hero who fought each other nearly to death once.

Even though Tai Lung was clearly the one with greater experience, it was clear that he was learning with Po as much as Po was learning with him. It was not simply one taking something from the other, but rather a process of mutual growth between the two.

"The ideal master-student relationship", was how Shifu put it when describing the way Po and Tai Lung interacted to the rest of his students. They had to admit, it certainly did it looked like there was a good relation of this kind there. Shifu even admitted that Po listened to Tai Lung more than he listened to him.

Shifu was leaving the leopard in charge of Po's training. Mostly...

Today he made Po train until the late afternoon, when he finally allowed the panda to go, and then continued training on his own.

He was still working with Po on his stamina, but he was pretty sure that soon the panda would eventually catch up with him. Tai Lung continued to train for a while, before he eventually decided that it was enough, and decided to call it a night as well.

"Finally resting, warrior Tai Lung?" Tigress said, looking at him as he departed.

"What, still not 'master Tai Lung'?" the snow leopard asked to the female, who looked back at him.

"Maybe when you proved yourself enough times." Tigress said to her.

"And when you forget how well I handed your tail to you?" Tai Lung said, smirking at the Tigress. It was clear that he had been picking up a few of Po's speech mannerisms from the time they had been together. Tigress found it only mildly infuriating, when combined with that smirk.

"Careful, Tai Lung." Tigress said, smirking at him on her own devilish way. "But, that may wait for later. When you are not reeking like you just crawled through garbage."

Tai Lung looked back at the Tigress, who turned her back at him and went her way. Tai Lung looked at her departing form.

I'm getting you one day, little sister. Tai Lung thought as he looked at the departing woman. Yes, Tai Lung has come to see Tigress as his little sister. It made sense, after all, they were both orphans raised by the same man. They were technically siblings, if you thought like that.

Their first meeting had not been on the best terms, and they remained not on the best terms after this. However, Tigress seemed to slowly warm up to him, as her words to him lost the bile, and she even started to say things to him that seemed more like a sister's nagging than a mortal enemy's insults and curses.

Saying that he smelled certainly was way nicer than the things she used to say while he was still recovering.

And also truth, as Tai Lung noticed when he sniffed his own pit. The smell of sweat was strong on him.

Perhaps he should take a bath.

With this, Tai Lung left the Training Hall, and took the path on the stairs that would lead him to the baths.

The baths of the Jade Palace were a less known aspect of the kung fu temple, but they were certainly one well known by the people who lived there. They were pretty much like any communal public baths, with the exception that they had hot water at any given moment of the day. This was all thanks to an ingenious heating system that used coal of extremely slow burn combined with metal pipes through which the water was transported, arriving on the baths still steaming and ready.

There was even an intricate system involving levers and pulleys that allowed to control the hotness of the water by controlling the proximity of the metal pipes to the burning coal. With the pull of a lever, you could increase the distance between the pipe and the coal, resulting in less heating of the water, so it would be right on the temperature you desired for it.

Some out there still believed that there was some kind of mystic process involved. I mean, come on, hot water at any time you want and on the temperature you want it? It could only be magic!

Tai Lung had very good memories of the bathhouses of the Jade Palace. From the times Shifu brought him there as a cub to bath him to the days he went there after a long and tiring day of training to soak his tired and aching body on hot water to wash the pain away.

And, of course, the times he manage to snuck some "special guest" to stay there with him under Shifu's nose for a night of fun on the baths.

To this very day, Tai Lung was glad he didn't went to prison a virgin.

Tai Lung also remembered when he finally returned to those baths again after twenty years.

He was still recovering, and Po literally carried on his arms like a bride and helped him undress as if he was a small cub. The panda even scrubbed him, all the while looking away to avoid looking at his parts. All the while the panda himself stepped out of his shorts to avoid getting them wet, and using only a towel around his waist to cover himself.

The panda really was self-conscious that they were both alone and naked in there.

It seemed like so long ago, now that Tai Lung thought about it...

With a sigh, the snow leopard continued his way to the baths, all of sudden too aware of the sweat clinging to his body , making his fur feel damp and cling to his skin. Those warm waters really seemed nice right now.

As soon as Tai Lung reached the doors, he opened them and walked inside. He closed the doors behind himself, and was already reaching for his belt to untie it, when he was suddenly aware he was not alone there.

Po really was hard to miss, with his black and white colors and big body. It was really easy to notice him, especially when he was too distracted to notice you there.

Right now, the panda seemed distracted with the levers.

"So, if I pull this one the water comes scalding..." Po said to himself, "But, if I pulls this one and then that one, the water comes just hot enough... or was it that one and then this one?"

The panda seemed to be trying to figure out how the lever system worked. As he apparently hadn't figured that out yet.

Well, that couldn't be fully blame on Po's own... slowness.

It was a complex system to operate.

"Still trying to figure it out, panda?" Tai Lung asked, and Po reacted nearly immediately. He bumped into a few levers, causing some jets of water in different temperatures to spill out of the pipes, mixing and causing some steam to surge up. Po tried to put them back in place, and took a few attempts before he managed to do it. Now there was a weak steam mist on the inside of the bathhouse.

"Uhh, yeah." Po said, "I'm just... still trying to remember the... the right combination for, you know, the water on the temperature I like for... for cleansing. You know, that temperature where it feels really cozy but doesn't feel like you're inside a boiling pot. That... that temperature, you know?"

Tai Lung nodded.

"Yeah, I think I do." Tai Lung said, looking at the panda. "So, you came here just to check on the pipe system, or do you plan to bath as well?" He asked, and the panda looked at him, and fumbled with his fingers.

"O-oh. Y-yeah, I kind want to bath too. I mean, it is always nice bathing here." Po admitted, and then said:

"But that was not my...my original plan. You see. I was kinda, well, kinda... hoping you... would... come here today after training?"

Tai Lung looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"I-I mean, I did noticed you were sweating pretty hard. Awesome training, by the way." Po said, "And, well, I thought you could want to bath. So..."

"So you came here waiting for me?" Tai Lung asked, looking at Po with a smirk on his lips. "Hoping that maybe we could bath together?"

"No... I mean, yes! I mean..." Po said, fumbling with words at the same time he fumbled with his fingers. "I-I kind of would like to bath with you, if you want... later."

Later, huh?

Tai Lung's smirk widened ever so slightly.

"So, you've been wanting me again, haven't you?" He asked, and Po said nothing. He looked down, as he continued to fumble with his fingers.

"Hey!" Tai Lung said suddenly, making the panda jump slightly and look at him.

"I asked you a question, panda." Tai Lung said in a very firm voice, which made him sound almost exactly like Master Shifu when he was trying to make sure Po would get the lesson right.

"You've been desiring me again, haven't you?" Tai Lung repeated, slower this time, and giving Po a piercing gaze. Po shivered as he was looked at like this.

"Mm-hmm." Was all Po could come up with as an answer, as he nodded his head meekly. Tai Lung smirk widened even more. Of course, he already expected that. On the moment he saw Po in there, and when he saw him talking and acting like that, he already knew what it was about.

He knew exactly what Po wanted in moments like that.

Something that Tai Lung himself also learned to want and desire.

"Come closer." Tai Lung said, and Po looked at him as he walked to him with short but quick steps. Soon, they were standing just a foot away from each other, and Tai Lung stood there with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face, while Po looked caught with his hands on the cookie jar.

"Look at me." Tai Lung said, and Po hesitated. This hesitation made Tai Lung say again, this time with a firmer voice:

"Look at me, fatso."

Po flinched a bit, and this time he looked up, his eyes meeting Tai Lung's.

For a moment, they only stared at each other, before Tai Lung closed the distance between the two with a single step. His hands shooting up and grabbing Po's head.

And forcing him into a kiss.

Po's eyes widened, as surprised sound coming out of his throat and muffled by Tai Lung's own mouth as he was pull into that forceful kiss. However, despite the surprise, Po didn't tried to pull out. He didn't tried to fight in any way. Instead, he only let out a weak whimper as Tai Lung stole that kiss from him. The kind of whimper that a person would let out when they were completely powerless against an assailant.

Po soon was melting into the kiss, relaxing while Tai Lung kissed him. Soon, he was returning the kiss. When he felt Tai Lung's tongue on his lips, Po obediently opened them, allowing Tai Lung to explore his tongue.

And explore it he did.

The leopard's sand-papery tongue went all over Po's mouth, running over his guns, forcing itself into his cheeks and going as far as to almost enter his throat. It also wrestled with Po's own tongue. Well, not as much wrestled as pinned it down and constricted it like a snake constrict the prey.

Po, meanwhile, only remained almost completely passive during the kiss, limiting himself to only to move his tongue against Tai Lung and deepen the kiss when the leopard did the same. Otherwise, he allowed the leopard to do as he pleased with him, letting out weak whimpers and muffled moans.

Their bodies rubbed on each other as they kissed, and it was all on the right ways.

Po lost time of track as they kissed. If it was five minutes or one hour, he honestly couldn't say, but he knew the moments Tai Lung pulled out.

The kiss broke and Po was panting slightly. Tai Lung was not panting, but he was breathing slowly as he looked in the eyes of the panda. Their mouths open, their tongues out and connected by a string of saliva, which glistened on the light coming from the lanterns on the bathhouse.

For a moment, they looked at each other, before Tai Lung broke the string of saliva with a single movement of his dexterous tongue, which retreated back to his own mouth immediately, while Po's tongue still hang out of his mouth, making him literally look like a drooling idiot.

Tai Lung chuckled at that look on the panda's face, before he stepped back. His hands moved to his waits, and he undid his belt. He lowered his pants, letting they fall all the way down to his ankles.

His member was hard and what an impressive member it was.

Of course, "impressive size" can be quite relative when you live alongside mice that can fit on the palm of your hand and of elephants with nearly triple your height. However, Tai Lung's member was quite impressive, when you took into account his size.

Tai Lung's size was considered average, for snow leopards like himself. Taking that into account, and the average size of a leopard's penis, you could definitely say that Tai Lung's ten-inches-long and one-inch-thick penis was definitely big. Maybe not as big as a horse's but definitely looked big. Especially if you looked at it up close, like Po was as he stood little more than two feet away from the snow leopard.

Tai Lung stepped forward, leaving his pants fallen on the floor as he closed the distance between himself and Po once more.

They looked at each other, and Tai Lung placed a single hand on Po's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze.

"Kneel."

It was a simple word, spoke in a casual way, but that carried the weight of a command. A command that, if not followed, would result in a violent reaction.

Tai Lung had a way to say orders like that. He probably got it from Shifu.

And, just like with Shifu, Po obeyed the order nearly immediately, going down to his knees, what gave him a direct view to Tai Lung's hard cock.

It was even bigger from this close.

Po looked at it for a second, before looking up at the snow leopard, who looked back at him with a smirk. The hand that previously was on Po's shoulder, making pressure for the panda to go down, moved to the panda's head. The hand touched his cheek, caressing Po's face as it moved to the top of his head.

"Worship me." Tai Lung said, looking down at him. "Like the slut you are."

Those were words that would shock anyone who heard them. Because of the position and situation that the two kung fu masters were into at that very moment. They would be shocked for Tai Lung saying something like that to Po while he was in such position before him.

They would be even more shocked for seeing Po obeying.

The panda only took a moment to swallow, taking both the lump on his throat and the extra saliva that build up inside his mouth. Then, he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out once more as he leaned forward.

Tai Lung purred as that tongue made contact with his member.

"Ohhh, yeahhh." Tai Lung said, taking a better grip on the head of the panda. "Yeah, just like that. Lick my cock, you slut."

Tai Lung basked in the feeling of the panda's tongue on his cock. It was not a new feeling at this point, but it still felt as wonderful as it did back on the first time the panda did so. Not that Tai Lung would ever tell anyone that.

After all, if he did talked to anyone about that it would no longer be his and Po's little secret.

They had been pretty careful to keep their "little thing" a secret from everyone around them, and they were quite successful. Of course, Po, being chatty and honest as he was, found it hard to avoid mentioning such a thing to the people around him, but Tai Lung was pretty good with secrets, and he taught the panda how to be as well. They managed to keep it hidden from the villagers, from Po's goose dad, and even from everyone inside the Jade Palace.

It was hard at times, but they had, by now, become exceptional into beating around the bush with everyone around them. And they had good reasons for that. After all, as the Dragon Warrior and as a redeemed master they both had reputations to protect. People knowing that they had this kind of practice between them could affect their lives.

It was hard to say how people could react upon learning that Po would willingly get on his knees before the naked Tai Lung and suck his cock while the snow leopard calling him names. They certainly would no longer make child products with his face.

However, neither of them worried about that on the moment.

They were too busy focusing on the matter they had at hand.

Po was focusing all of his attention into servicing Tai Lung right now. He licked the leopard's huge cock, dragging his tongue from the base of it and stopping right before the head. Then he would flicker his tongue all around the rim of the head, tickling the cock in a way that made Tai Lung purr gently. He would also focus his attention on the ball sac, as he would lick the furry sac, and he would occasionally take it into his big mouth, swirling the balls around with his tongue and suckling on the gonads, before letting go and focusing his attention back on the shaft.

Po had already learned the best ways to please Tai Lung with his mouth. It came from the months they had been doing this in secret. However, Po still had some orientation from the snow leopard on what to do on those moments.

It were not complex instructions that Tai Lung would have to give him every two minutes as if the panda was a virgin, back when Po really was a virgin. It was more subtle now, like a small pressure from the hand on his head, guiding the panda's face and mouth into a particular way or direction, giving a subtle hint of what the snow leopard wanted him to do next.

Of course, the fact that the snow leopard was not exactly silent did helped:

"Yes, that's it..." The leopard purred as he stroked Po's head. "Just like that. That's it. Good job, Dragon Whore."

Po blushed as the snow leopard called him that. It was just one of the many other names Tai Lung was calling him during their session. During all of their "sessions", by the way.

Po had already gotten used to be call of all bad names under the sun, like "slut", "whore" and "bitch". This was something that Tai Lung liked to do during sex. Po had been awkward in the beginning, but soon, he had gotten used to being called those names and, eventually, he ended up liking being called those things.

Just like he came to like having the leopard grabbing his head like that and using it like a toy. And Po knew that Tai Lung was going to do that.

Now, however, the snow leopard pulled the panda away.

Po looked up at Tai Lung, who smirked at him.

"Bench."

Po blinked, looking up at the snow leopard.

"Bench, panda." The snow leopard said, and Po took a few more seconds to understand that it was another command.

The panda got up to his feet and rushed to fetch what the feline requested. Soon, Po was obediently coming back with a bench, the kind people sat on when they were soaping up their legs and heads, and placed it before the snow leopard.

"Good panda." Tai Lung said, smirking imperiously as he saw that panda being so obedient towards him. It was quite empowering, to see the person who once kicked your tail obeying your orders like a little bitch.

Tai Lung sat on the bench, making himself more comfortable. His cock still hard and throbbing between his legs as Po, once more, knelt before him. He was about to resume his work, when Tai Lung stopped him.

"Do you want this?" Tai Lung said, using his other hand to hold the base of his penis, as if he was showing it to the panda. He was even wiggling it slightly, as if he was waving it right on the panda's face.

Po looked at it. The mere sight causing his mouth to water, in a manner not too different from how food would.

"Yes..." Po said, looking at it with desire, and the snow leopard answered with:

"How much?"

He was teasing him. The way he waved his cock to give emphasis to the question. That was another thing the snow leopard liked on their little games: to tease the panda for all it was worth.

"I want it very much!" Po said, in a way that is overly dramatic, but that he knew the snow leopard liked. "I want your cock, Master Tai Lung! Your big, juicy and magnificent cock! Please, let me have it! Please! It looks so good! Please!"

He sounded desperate as he spoke like that. He sounded just like a slut.

Tai Lung liked it.

"Then have it." The snow leopard said, grabbing the head of the panda once more. "Put it in your mouth now, my bitten peach."

Po blushed under his fur. He once more did what Tai Lung instructed of him.

Using both of his hands, be aimed the cock on his mouth, guiding it until his hands wrapped around the head. He sucked, swirling his tongue over the entire head of the penis, what caused Tai Lung to once more purr approvingly and start calling Po names along with the words of encouragement.

"That's it. That's a good panda bear slut. Keep sucking it, you filthy wench! Do you enjoy it? Do you enjoy the taste of my cock? Of my musk? Do you enjoy the taste of a real man? Than taste it better, you panda whore!"

Po had been doing a really good job so far, sucking the head and passing his tongue over it, moaning slightly as he picked the taste of the pre that came out of the piss slit. However, Tai Lung was not satisfied. That was why he grabbed Po's head with both hands and forced it down his cock.

All the way down.

Po gagged slightly as he was taken off-guard by the sudden invasion of his throat by that massive dick. He still gagged whenever that cock was shove like that down his throat.

Well, at least he didn't felt like he would vomit once the thing got all the way down, like on the first time. He actually came very close to vomiting.

"Good thing you didn't." Tai Lung said back on the occasion. "That would have totally killed my mood."

Now, however, Po luckily didn't felt like vomiting. He still gagged, though.

Tai Lung, on his end, didn't seemed to mind. He simply rose the head of the panda, dragging his lips across his entire cock until only the tip was on the panda's lips.

Then, he forced it all the way down to the bas of his cock again, causing another wave of gagging from the panda.

Then he did it again. And then again.

Tai Lung moved Po's head up and down his cock as if it was a toy. And Po just let it happen. He had managed to relax his throat, so he could take it with no problem each time Tai Lung pushed his head all the way down to his cock, so deep that Po's nose pressed on Tai's pubic fur.

Tai Lung growled and groaned in pleasure as he used the panda's mouth. All the while, Po kept moving his tongue as much as he could. Also, the panda was still somehow managing to suck on the cock presented to him, what Tai Lung very much approved.

"Yes, that's right." The feline growled, "Suck on my cock with that mouth of yours while I used it as my plaything. That's it, just like that. Keep sucking. That's right. That's a good bitch."

Po's eyes rolled, as he completely surrendered to Tai Lung's whims. A moan escaped his lips, as the familiar feeling of complete absence of control and submission came to him.

It was such an exhilarating feeling. To simply give up and let someone else be completely in charge. It was different from the training, for this was more intimate than any kind of training could ever be. It just felt right. Let someone else take charge and control everything. To trust everything to someone else and become passive and let them be in charge.

Po was not sure if it was normal, but he knew that it felt good to give up all control to Tai Lung. As a matter of fact, Po could not help but move his hand to between his legs and start touching himself through his pants as the snow leopard used his mouth like a toy. It just felt so good to be under the control of that older and stronger man...

A modern day psychologist would say that Po had some kind of daddy issue.

All that Po knew was that he felt good, touching himself while he sucked Tai Lung's cock.

Both animals were enjoying themselves big time in there. Tai Lung knew that the panda was sturdy, so he could go hard on him. And go hard Tai Lung did, moving the panda's head up and down his dick and also thrusting to send it in even deeper. He even swung a leg up and planted his foot on Po's shoulder, to have a better leverage to fuck him. Po certainly didn't complained.

Unless you count the loud and needy moaning as complaining, but it could certainly be chalked out as the result of the desperate pawing of his crotch.

Tai Lung panted and growled as he used the panda's mouth. Boy, he had missed that sweet mouth this panda had. How long has been when they last had done that? At least a few weeks. They could not do it every day, as they needed to keep it subtle so no one would find out. Tai Lung had masturbated, of course, even managed to suck himself (praised all those years of martial arts that made his body amazingly flexible), but it was just not the same as having those sweet lips of panda around his cock.

Tai Lung really missed Po's lips. And the way that the panda was moaning told the snow leopard that the panda also missed his cock. That was the reason he was waiting for him on the baths, on the first place.

Tai Lung's growls grew in intensity, as he could feel his orgasm approaching at a fast pace.

He pulled the panda's head back. Po's gasped as that cock slipped free from his lips, coated on saliva, pre and throat-slime. The same mix that now dribbled down the panda's lips.

Po let out a whine as he had the cock taken from him. He was realy starting to enjoy the taste.

"Hold still." Tai Lung said, taking his cock on his hand and whipping it around, slapping Po's face with it. The mix on the phallus smeared all over Po's face, and he even closed his left eye to avoid some of the mixture getting into it.

Then, Tai Lung aimed his cock right at Po's face, as he masturbated furiously.

"Say 'ahh'." Tai Lung growled as he masturbated furiously, aiming his cock straight at Po's muzzle.

The panda obeyed, opening his mouth, a needy whine escaping his throat, like that of a hungry puppy waiting for a treat.

Well, Tai Lung was not going to deny his panda the treat he wanted, right?

The snow leopard jacked off, while Po kept his mouth open, waiting eagerly for what the snow leopard would deliver him.

Tai Lung had to bite his lip to hold back a roar, as he orgasmed.

The first shot was right into Po's mouth, hitting him in the back of the throat and make him gag slightly. This made him flinch, what caused the second shot to hit him on the side of the muzzle, smearing his check and jawbone. However, Po corrected himself, making sure the third shot, and the ones that came after it, landed right on his mouth, pooling on his mouth as they came.

The final shot hit it's mark, but it didn't had enough strength, and most of it landed out of Po's mouth, dripping down his lips and chin, staining the white fur with the white substance.

Tai Lung sighed, as the last dribbles of his cum drooled down his cock. He looked at the bear kneeling before him. Po was holding still, with his mouth still open, letting the snow leopard see all of the cum accumulated on his mouth.

Tai Lung did trained the panda well.

"Good slut." Tai Lung said to him. "Now, swallow."

Po once more obeyed, closing his mouth and tilting his head back. The "gulp" was quite loud. The scene of the panda swallowing was quite comical, exaggerated and overly dramatic, such as most things that panda did. Tai Lung certainly didn't complained, though.

Po panted as he finished swallowing, a moan escaping from his throat, and Tai Lung looked down at him.

The panda's stomach obscured the view, but the fact that the panda's hand disappeared underneath it, in direction to the crotch, and the way it seemed to be moving left Tai Lung with no doubt as to what the panda was doing.

"You naughty panda." Tai Lung said, "Touching yourself while I use you, and I didn't even gave you permission to do so."

Po whimpered, but he continued touching him.

"You really are pent up, aren't you?" Tai Lung said, standing up before the panda. Po slightly leaned back, allowing the snow leopard to have a better view of the panda's crotch as Po played with it.

He could hardly see a bulge in there as the panda touched his crotch all over.

"You poor horny slut of a panda." Tai Lung said as he smirked at the kneeling panda. He started walking around him. "You really can't help yourself, can you? You get like that only from having a dick in your mouth. How disgraceful. Especially for a supposed 'Dragon Warrior' such as yourself. If the universe could see it now, it would surely regret having appointed you as the chosen warrior. You filthy little bitch."

Po whimpered as Tai Lung talked like this to him. However, it was not out of bad emotions, but because the words of the snow leopard only made him the hornier, as it was prove when he started to paw himself even harder. His body was shivering, the feeling between his legs growing as Po continued pawing. Even as Tai Lung continued to call him names and call him out on his debauchery and shamelessness, the panda only moaned and pawed even harder.

It was close now. His moans were so needy now that he was close. He just needed to rub a little more...

However, that was when his hand was stopped from continuing. A hand grabbed his wrist, gently but firmly, and pulled it away from his crotch.

Po let out a whine. He had been so close.

Po looked over his shoulder, and saw Tai Lung's smiling face, as he looked at the panda with a glint on his eyes. A glint was the most familiar with, and made him equal parts of aroused and scared.

"Get those shorts off." Tai Lung said, his words slow and deliberate. This was not a request, but a command. One that had the underlying message "refuse and you will regret it" to it. However, there would be no actual punishment if Po refused (at least not on the traditional, violent type), not that Po wanted to refuse, anyway.

Getting to his feet, Po grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. They slid through his thick legs and onto his feet, and Po stepped out of them meekly, before standing for Tai Lung.

The snow leopard was behind Po, and he had a privileged view of the panda's wide behind. That fat butt that once landed right on top of his face (much to Tai Lung's shame) was now way more inviting now that he saw it on the bare fur. Tai Lung always had a thing for big butts. He liked his partners to have them. He loved to see the jiggle, and he already knew from experience that the panda's butt jiggled a lot. Especially when he gave the panda a good spanking...

However, right now, his interest was on Po's front. Tai Lung had to angle his head so he could catch a sight of it, but even so he was only barely able to see it.

It was just so small.

Tai Lung had long confirmed the rumor he heard on his teenagehood. The one that said that the so call "giant" pandas were actually pretty small "down there". Po was the perfect example of this.

His balls were a decent size, to be fair, but that only made his tiny dick seem even more pathetic. Now, some people could think that he was a "grower", but it turns out that it was not the case at all. Soft or hard, Po was only a single inch long. And that pathetic one-inch dick was currently hard as diamond, throbbing with the beating of the panda's heart and leaking pre in copious amounts.

"I never cease to be amazed of how pathetically small it is." Tai Lung said, reaching out and laying a single finger on the small cock, rubbing it very gently. This single touch caused Po to shiver and let out the most pathetic moan as his cock throbbed and let out a bead of pre from the tip as Tai Lung touched him like that.

"Seriously, it is so small that I doubt someone would even be able to find it amidst all of that fat of yours." Tai Lung teased him, running his finger over the single, pathetic inch of Po's cock. "So much for a legendary Dragon Warrior, don't you think? Oh well... It was the universe's call to make, right?"

Tai Lung looked at Po's face, and saw the blush clearly amidst his white fur. His face was twisting in pleasure as he moaned from the touches to his cock, and then he started to whine when Tai Lung removed his finger.

"Although..." Tai Lung said, and then Po felt a pair of hands grab his butt. He had been touched like that may times already, but he still shivered when he felt those hands grab and squeeze his butt-cheeks. Before pulling them apart so something big could be fitted on the space between them, rubbing over Po's ass-crack.

"You have to admit that mine is way more impressive." Tai Lung said, as he rubbed his cock into the panda's crack, causing Po to blush and shiver harder. "Actually, it is nearly unfair to compare my man's member with that pathetic little cub dicklet of yours. But, I don't need to tell you that, do I?"

"After all..." Tai Lung moved his cock, now changing the angle. Po's tailhole reflexively clenched when he felt the tip of the snow leopard's cock poking on it. Po knew well what was coming next. "You already know this dick very intimately."

This was all Tai Lung said before he started pushing forward. There was some resistance, as usual, but that easily gave away. Po's flesh could be tougher, to withstands all of those blows from their fight, but it was also weaker than Tai Lung's, as his cock easily break through his clenching ring and into the waiting passage beyond it.

Po was used to it at this point. It no longer hurt like it did on the first time they've done it. They were way past the point of pain now. All that came from this act now was pleasure. A pleasure that caused Po to shiver from head to toe, and his little panda dick to shot a load of pre as the pleasure surged from the ass all the way to it. Po's eyes closed as he let out a shaky moan as he was penetrated. Behind him, Tai Lung smirked and a purr escaped his own throat. He was opening his mouth to say something...

"Who's there?" Came a voice, but it was not Tai Lung's. This voice was much higher than the leopard's. And it was coming from outside of the baths.

Po's eyes widened in surprise, and a surprised sound half-escaped his mouth, before Tai Lung cut it by slapping his hand over the panda's mouth and holding it shut. Tai Lung was surprised as well, but he was much more composed and experienced to lose his cool as easily as the panda. Instead, he had been the one to actually do something about the situation, which started by silencing the panda who was about to panic and give them both away.

Feeling that hand grasp firmly over his mouth made Po realize that he was about to screw up, and caused the panda himself to keep silent. However, it was a bit late for that.

"Hello?" The voice came from the other end, which they both now could recognize as the voice of Zheng, one of the many geese who worked on the Jade Palace as servants. Zheng was a duck who was a little of a "do it all" around the Palace, and he was very helpful. However, sometimes he poked his beak where he shouldn't.

Like he seemed to be about to do.

"Is there someone in here?" Zheng said, and they both felt their hearts leap when they heard the door creaking ever so lightly.

"Yes!" Tai Lung said, a bit loudly than he needed. However, he did that on purpose, and it worked, for the duck had apparently jumped back and stopped opening the door, what would eventually lead him to discover Tai Lung and Po on that very compromising situation.

"Yes, I am here." Tai Lung said, and then the goose spoke back:

"O-oh. Master Tai Lung, is it you?"

"Yes, Zheng, it's me." Tai Lung said to him, still holding the panda's mouth shut, to be sure the panda would not speak and ruin everything. "What are you doing here?"

"I was seeing if there were some dirty towels that needed some cleaning." The goose said back, "But, are you okay there? I hear a moan."

"Oh, that?" Tai Lung said, thinking as fast as he could. "That was me. I... I think I sprained my ankle while training."

"Oh?" Zheng said, "A sprained ankle? Do you need a massage? I can go in and help."

"Don't come in, I'm naked!" Tai Lung said immediately after. There was a brief silence after he said those words, which were broke by Zheng asking a question:

"Why are you naked?"

It was Tai Lung's turn to be silent for a few moments, before he answered:

"I'm in the baths. Why do you think I'd be naked?"

Another brief silence, and then:

"Oh! Right! Of course, ha ha."

All the while, Po was being held silent by the leopard, Tai Lung's cock still hard and inside of his tailhole, and not showing any signs he would be going down any time soon. His eyes moved from Tai Lung to the door as the conversation between Tai Lung and Zheng continued.

"My ankle got sprained during training, and I thought some warm water could help. So I came to the baths and soaked myself. But it still hurts a little bit. Maybe I need to spend a while more in here."

"Oh, I see." Zheng said, "You really don't want me to go inside? I could help you with a massage."

"Better not, Zheng." Tai Lung said back, "Since Po nursed me back to health I have been a little shy about being naked around others."

The panda whom Tai Lung jus mentioned looked over his shoulder, looking at the leopard that had his hard cock currently lodged on his tailhole.

"Oh, okay." Zheng said, "But, I do think that some massage could help. I was a masseuse for a while before working at the Palace. I know a style of massage that really can help you with that sprained ankle."

Before Tai Lung could say anything in return, then Zheng already started to describe to Tai Lung the precise way to perform the massage on the pained area. He described how the movements needed to be gentle, but firm, and how they needed to be long and deep, as well as deliberate. And how repeating the movement was important.

While he heard the goose speak, suddenly, a strange idea came to Tai Lung's mind. An idea that made a smirk form on his lips.

"You know, Zheng?" Tai Lung said, "This seems to work, keep telling me what to do."

Po looked over his shoulder again, and he saw the familiar smirk on the snow leopard's face. He then whispered on Po's ear, so only the panda could hear him:

"Be very quiet now, panda. Don't make a sound."

"Okay, like I told you..." Peng said from the outside of the baths. "You gotta start from bottom to top. So, you just go all the way from the base..."

"All the way from the base." Tai Lung said, pulling his cock out, a fluid motion, until only the tip was resting inside of Po's pucker.

"And then stroke it all the way up."

"All the way... up." Tai Lung, with the same fluidity, inserted his cock back, pressing it right into Po's prostate as he forced his cock up and hilted on him without making a single sound. The only sound that came was from Po. However, it was not a moan or a gasp, but only a sharp intake of air as his whole body shuddered due to the movement right into is prostate. His cock, which got only slightly limper with the little tension of now, went back to full mast nearly instantly.

"And then you repeat the motion." Zheng said from the other side, and Tai Lung did exactly that. He repeated the motion, pulling his cock out and then back in in a fluid, silent motion. This caused Po to flinch and shiver, as his small panda dick throbbed and shoot pre from the tip.

"Oh, and you can also use your fingers." Zheng said, "You can use them to massage the area to make it feel better."

"Use my fingers... good tip." Tai Lung said back, before he reached with his paw for Po's member. His fingers hoovered over Po's throbbing member.

"All my fingers?" Tai Lung asked to Zheng. "Or only two will do?"

There was a pause, and then Zheng answered:

"Well, if the area you want to massage is really small, then I guess only two fingers will do."

Tai Lung pondered over it, and then he touched Po's cock, making the panda shiver again as he felt it.

"Yeah, it is pretty small." Tai Lung said, a smirk on his face. "Two fingers will definitely do."

With that said, Tai Lung grasped Po's cock with his index and thumb, and started to rub it up and down. Po's eyes rolled as Tai Lung did so.

"Good, then keep massaging until you feel some relief." Zheng said, "And try to keep moving up and down like I said. Remember to keep it nice and slow."

"You got it, Zheng." Tai Lung said, and continued what he was doing. His cock moved swiftly and silently in and out of Po's tailhole, while his two fingers continued to rub the panda's small nub of a cock. All the while, Po was shivering and trembling as he received stimulus on both his butt and his cock at once. His eyes were rolling so much that only the white of them was visible. His hand grasped Tai Lung's wrist, but the grip was weak and it would not stop Tai Lung from doing anything he wanted. However, during the course of the entire experience, no sound escaped Po. Not even a whimper.

Not even when, after two minutes, his cock spasmed violently, his balls contracting close to his body as his orgasm hit. His tip flared as thin jets of cum squirted out. Po's cock might be small, but the panda certainly squirted a lot. His cum splattered on Po's own belly, staining it with his cum and adding to the white of the fur on that area of his body.

Normally, Tai Lung would allow Po some rest after having him cum. However, today it seemed that the snow leopard had different plans. He continued to rub on Po's dick, even after he felt it starting to go soft on his fingers. He just kept rubbing it even faster with his two digits. Po started to squirm even more and his grip on Tai Lung's writs.

"Feeling a little better." Tai Lung said. Not to Po, but to Zheng, who was still outside of the baths and unaware of what was happening inside. "But not much. Think I should continue?"

"Yes, of course!" Came Zheng's answer from the other side. "Just keep repeating the motions until you feel relief. And remember, make it nice and slow. Don't go too fast or you might make it worse."

"Oh, I'll go nice and slow." Tai Lung said with a smirk, as he continued to fuck the panda, who trembled helplessly on his grasp, but still remained silent as Tai Lung's hand was still covering his mouth with a very firm grip.

Minutes passed, and this continued. All the while, Tai Lung had a grip on Po's muzzle and cock. The hand on his muzzle reminded the panda to keep quiet, while the one on his cock continued to rub it without pause or rest. The work of Tai Lung's fingers eventually made Po get hard again. And then, with a little more teasing, Po ended up cumming again. And yet, Tai Lung continued rubbing his cock, which soon became hard for the third time, although it took considerably more time this time around.

All the while the snow leopard continued to send his cock in and out of the panda's tailhole.

"You feeling better now?" Zheng asked. "I mean, it's been twenty minutes, your sprain should have gotten better by now."

Tai Lung paused, and he took a look at the panda.

Po had been reduced to a trembling mess. His arms were hanging limply on his sides, and his eyes were practically rolled all the way to the back of his skull, and his left eye was twitching. Po got like that whenever Tai Lung decided to push him a lot, and the snow leopard had seem him like that in many occasions since they started their little secret.

Enough to know that the panda deserved some slack when he was like that.

"You know what? I'm feeling a lot better." Tai Lung said, as he removed his fingers from Po's cock. They were sticky with the panda's cum. "Thanks a lot, Zheng."

"Oh, you're welcome. Well, I'll be going now. Have a nice bath." Zheng said, and then Tai Lung could hear the footfalls of his goose feet as he walked away. Tai Lung kept his ears in attention to hear the fall of Zheng's feet, hearing them get further and further away, until they were all but gone.

After this, Tai Lung sighed, and then turned his attention back to the panda.

"Two orgasms and not a single sound." Tai Lung said to the panda, who was breathing heavily as he turned his head and weakly opened his eyes to look at the snow leopard. "That's really impressive, Dragon Warrior."

Po finally let out a sound, and it was a weak, drawn out moan coming from his throat. Tai Lung chuckled, and removed his hand from the panda's mouth, allowing him to pant properly. And then he took his other hand to Po's mouth, and stuck his cum-covered fingers in there.

Po, having gone through that experience many times already, now didn't even needed to be told what to do. He obediently started to suck on the index finger and thumb forced on his mouth, like a baby sucking from a bottle. He ran his tongue over them and sucked all of the cum off the fur on them. During the course of this action, he also took in the sweat that both him and Tai Lung worked, which was as delicious to him as his own cum.

As he sucked on those fingers, Tai Lung nuzzled him, kissing and licking on his neck. He would also suck, but he decided not to, for he didn't wanted to leave any marks behind. He didn't wanted to see Po going into a panic and turning into a train wreck as he tried to explain to everyone why he had a hickey. It was fun the first time, but on the second time it was just sad. So, he limited himself to just kiss and lick, what proved to make the panda squirm as much as if Tai Lung was actually sucking on his neck.

And so, the two kept like this for a while. With Tai Lung's hard cock still lodged into the panda's tailhole.

"Alright, you had your two minutes break." Tai Lung said suddenly, making the panda look at him. "Now, let's take back from where we stopped, shall we?"

Next thing Po knew was that he was into the ground, his face and chest pressed on the wooden boards of the baths' floor, while Tai Lung growled and snarled as he pinned the panda down with a single hand on the back of his neck.

Po looked over his shoulder and up at the leopard on top of him, and a shiver of both fear and desire ran over his spine as he saw the animalistic, feral need on Tai Lung's face. However, he didn't dwelt in that for too long. Tai Lung had started moving his dick in and out of the panda's tailhole again.

And this time he was going all out.

Soon, Po was reduced to a drooling, moaning mess as his tongue lolled out of his mouth and his eyes rolled to the back of his head again. Tai Lung was going hard on him. So hard that his crotch collided with Po's buttocks with resounding smacks, which were audible even outside of the bathhouse. Which was why Tai Lung waited until he was sure that Feng was gone before he went as hard with that panda as he had been planning to. As hard as he usually did whenever they were together.

Po, on his end, was certainly not complaining about having his brains fucked out. In fact, the panda loved it. He loved every single second of it. The proof was that his cock was hard and throbbing between his legs as Tai Lung fucked him with such violence and ferocity that, for an outside viewer, this could even look like a violent sexual assault.

However, if it was a sexual assault then Po would, most likely, not be mumbling:

"M-More... H-harder... F-fuck me harder. Please. Harder. More. Please, more. Please, harder! Fuck me harder!"

Po's voice was growing in volume as he spoke, is body shivering and his voice getting really high and feminine. On a certain moment, when Tai Lung angled his cock so it hit right into the panda's crotch, Po's voice turned into a shrieking squeal.

"YES! JUST LIKE THAT! FUCK ME HARD! PLEASE! FUCK ME LIKE A SLUT! LIKE A CHEAP BITCH! PLEASE! GIVE IT TO ME! I NEED IT IN ME! PLEEAAAAASE!"

Well, who was Tai Lung to deny such a needy slut?

Growling, the leopard changed his grip on the panda, and he grabbed his torso and then, with a mighty effort, holstered him into the air. Po felt the world spun as he was forced up, and then, as Tai Lung changed his grip, Po felt those strong hands gripping his tights hard and pulling them back, using them to hold the panda up.

Po was glad that the kung fu training made him really flexible, because Tai Lung practically held him in a position where his feet were above his head, holding him by his legs and exposing his balls and hard cock, as well as letting anyone see Tai Lung's own cock into the panda's tailhole, as Tai Lung went back to pounding.

Po was practically squealing like a pig as Tai Lung bred him hard and fast. Holding Po's weight was a challenge to most people. Tai Lung, however, was a strong warrior who once defeated a whole army of trained guards with his own bare hands. He could afford to hold up a fat panda while fucking him senseless.

And senseless seemed to be what Po was becoming as Tai Lung fucked him so hard. His cock throbbed as he had another orgasm. However, after orgasming twice already, Po was already shooting blanks. His pleas for Tai Lung have been reduced to unintelligible gibberish, with the only thing remotely understandable now was him begging Tai Lung for more. For "harder", "faster" and "please". As well as the occasional "make me pregnant" from the mouth of the panda.

Tai Lung was barely listening now, as he was too focus on fucking the panda into oblivion and filling him to the brim with his seed. He fucked the panda with ever-increasing power, making the panda bounce on his cock like an oversized, glorified sex toy, and making the poor panda go further into his bliss-induced mindlessness.

Eventually, Tai Lung reached his orgasm. He grunted, as he gave a few short, powerful thrusts into the panda's tailhole, Tai Lung came. His balls contracted and released their content into Po's tailhole. Tai Lung continued thrusting as he came, and this caused Po to come once more, his cock throbbing and letting a single, lonely drop of cum coming from the tip and leaking down.

As their orgasm subsided, the panda went completely limp on Tai Lung's arms. He croaked something out with a drowsy voice. It was too gibberishy to understand, but it sounded a lot like "I love you".

Tai Lung didn't said anything in return. He knew Po was too far gone to understand anything he said to him. However, he did showed a bit of affection towards the panda now that they were done. He took advantage of the position he was into to nuzzle the panda's face and neck as he purred.

It was strange, seeing Tai Lung, of all people, purring like a kitten as he nuzzled a big panda whom he was carrying by the legs in a full nelson. However, this was a side of Tai Lung that really did existed, and that he only showed to those whom he truly trusted and appreciated. Nowadays, the only person who fit that bill was Po.

For several minutes, Tai Lung continued nuzzling Po in a very affectionate way. Eventually, Po recovered enough to make sense of what was happening around him, and he turned his head to Tai Lung, who was still nuzzling into his cheek. Their eyes eventually met, and then they kissed.

Po moaned softly as their lips connected, a warmth building up on his stomach and chest, seemingly coming from the lips of the man he was kissed. A man who kissed with such tenderness and care after breeding him into a way that verged on being brutal. A man who was once his bitter enemy, and now he considered so important on his life and was one of the people he treasured the most.

A man whom he loved.

Even though Tai Lung himself never said "I love you" back to him in the few times Po said it to him...

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The warm water was perfect.

Tai Lung certainly knew well how to operate the lever system of the baths. He just had to push the right ones to make the pipes let out water o just the right temperature. Warm enough to be very nice to the body, but not hot enough to scald them on contact. What was good, since they were placing their intimate parts on the water.

They both sighed as he just enjoyed the water, letting their soreness and sweat (and other fluids) just be washed away, while the steam raised slowly from the water and help them feel better by releasing the grime from their skins so it could be washed away as well.

Yes, the baths were certainly a nice little pleasure that the residents of the Jade Palace could have. And it was even more enjoyable when you were there with someone else. At least, in the opinion of some.

Like Po, for example. The panda would surely say that it felt good to enjoy that warm water while he hugged Tai Lung, resting his head on his broad chest and feeling both his breathing and the beating of the feline's powerful heart.

Tai Lung didn't protested. He had long learned that the panda was a cuddler, and that trying to push him away was useless, especially right after sex. If he was being completely honest, he didn't minded having a big, soft, plush-faced panda cuddling up to him. It kind of reminded him when he was a cub and had that stuffed toy to sleep with when he was lonely or scared during the night.

For a long moment, they just remained silent as they enjoyed the bath, as well as the close contact, before Tai Lung spoke:

"Hey, Po?"

"Hm?"

"Think you can sneak off your bedroom tomorrow night?" Tai Lung asked the panda, "I want you to meet up with me."

Po looked up at him.

"In the dungeons?" Po asked him, "You want to make that sex thing where you chain me up and we pretend that I am your slave? If you do, can you not use the whip this time? I had trouble to sit for two days last time."

"No, is not that." Tai Lung said to me. "You know the clearing near old Jiang's house? The one surrounded by bamboo?"

"You want to do it there?" Po asked, surprised, "Didn't we agreed not to do it anywhere public?"

"Po, this is not what I'm talking about!" Tai Lung said to him, and then he explained:

"I'm talking about a picnic." He said to the panda, "You know, get a basket full of food and maybe some drinks. We just sit on the clearing and eat. Maybe cuddle too. It will be a full moon, so we will have no problem to see. We won't need lanterns. And it will be Friday. That's usually when Jiang goes out and plays music on his old guzheng. If we keep quiet, we can hear him playing while we eat."

There was a bit of silence. Tai Lung ventured to look at Po, to find that the panda was looking at him with a surprised expression.

"Tai?" Po said, looking intently at the snow leopard. "Are you... asking me out on a date?"

"No! No, no, no." Tai Lung said nearly immediately. "It is not a date. I mean, it is not a 'date' date. I mean. It is just... you know? Two guys all alone. Together. In a clearing. Having a picnic under the moonlight. Hearing to the guzheng played by a goat whose entire musical repertory consists in old cheesy love songs..."

There was a brief silence. Tai Lung ventured to look back at Po, who was still looking back at him with an inquiring face. After a few moments, Tai Lung sighed.

"Fine, it's a date." Tai Lung admitted, as if in defeat, as he looked at the panda and then asked:

"So? Tomorrow night? Full moon? Picnic? You in?"

For a few more moments, Po just looked at him, and then a smile formed on his muzzle.

"I'll bring the noodles."